Time Marches On

Eye catching patterns in colourful squares 
Were carefully stitched by gifted old hands

Commissioned for years to sew her fine quilts,
Her quilting designs were sought through the lands

Each blanket exquisite and full of old charm
All labours of love made at home on her farm

But time marches on and her eyes had grown tired 
And at ninety four years she is now long retired
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Kulkarni Avatar
January 5, 2022 at 12:28 PM
What a sweet poem on a ninety four year young lady!!
Sangster - K Avatar
January 17, 2022 at 5:25 PM
Thank you Smita for your kind feedback. Cheers Anne :-)
Legros Kelley Avatar
January 1, 2022 at 1:49 PM
Oh Ann, this is so beautiful, I love it so much. I am faving this <3 I hope that your new year ahead is blessed!
Sangster - K Avatar
January 2, 2022 at 5:20 PM
Hi BJ, So glad you popped by and enjoyed my newest poem. Thank you and have a Happy New Year! Cheers Anne :-)
Goff Avatar
December 23, 2021 at 11:16 PM
Yes, quite sweet, Anne, I pca full time an independent 92yr old meself, love this!
Sangster - K Avatar
January 2, 2022 at 5:17 PM
Thank you James for your kind feedback on my newest poem. I'm happy you stopped by to read it :-) Happy New Year! Cheers Anne
Peck Avatar
December 21, 2021 at 2:57 PM
What a beautiful picture you painted of that lovely little lady making a quilt! I went to a quilt show and was surprised~they were all beautiful scenes. Very impressive, but where are the quilts our grandmothers made? A lovely poem, Anne Big hugs to you :)
Sangster - K Avatar
December 22, 2021 at 10:09 AM
Thank you so much Ann. I'm so happy you stopped by for a visit. I haven't been myself lately and it's lovely to hear from you. Big hugs back to you too. :-)
Messina Avatar
December 1, 2021 at 11:11 AM
Lovely write, Anne. At age ninety-four it's wonderful she is still capable of even making a potholder, but to have the energy and will to make a quilt...God bless her! Thank you for your recent visits...much appreciated. Hugs Charlie
Sangster - K Avatar
December 5, 2021 at 4:06 PM
Thank you Charlie for checking out my newest poem and for your kind feedback. I'm happy you stopped by for a visit. :-) Back at ya with the hugs my friend
Wolf Avatar
November 21, 2021 at 7:35 PM
Time marches on. Hope the quilting needles are passed on to a worthy successor. I can picture this one, Anne. Fine poem. :) gw
Sangster - K Avatar
November 22, 2021 at 6:10 AM
Hi Gershon, I'm happy you popped by and enjoyed my newest poem :-) Time marches on sounds like a better title for my poem. I will change it to that. Cheers my friend :-)
Horsman Avatar
November 21, 2021 at 12:58 AM
You write of an old tradition, one sadly to go where so many others have gone. The poetry is so important in that it highlight what as gone before. Love it.
Sangster - K Avatar
November 21, 2021 at 12:49 PM
Thank you Harry for your kind feedback on my newest poem. Yes, long gone are the days of quality hand crafted workmanship. Everything is mass produced now and cheaply made so as not to last. Sadly, profit is all that matters these days. Cheers my friend :-)
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November 18, 2021 at 12:24 PM
This is a sweet story. My wife’s 91 year old mom doesn’t quilt but she’s quite the artist in the kitchen. This is a heartwarming piece. Blessings Richard.
Sangster - K Avatar
November 18, 2021 at 1:15 PM
Hi Richard, Lovely to see you popped by :-) Thank you for your kind feedback. Yes it's great to have family who are artists in the kitchen. I'm not very inventive in culinary skills. But I do enjoy eating the delicious dishes that others make. Cheers my friend :-)
Peck Avatar
November 16, 2021 at 9:12 AM
I loved those old quilts! They're part of our memories now. Too sad. I loved your poem, Anne. It's so tender. Take care.
Sangster - K Avatar
November 16, 2021 at 7:21 PM
Thank you Ann. I too love the old hand made quilts. Hand made goods are always so much nicer. Cheers and hugs to you my friend :-)
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